[The noise draws his immediate attention, how she pulls back with it, stretches her jaw and he thinks, for one moment, that he's about to get yelled at, that she's about to berate him for not being patient or being able to control himself enough and he winces, both from the lack of warm wetness around him and from the fact he thinks he's about to be yelled at.
But she doesn't. His entire body remains tense as she descends on him again, pillows the underside of his cock with her tongue and he takes in a sharp, shuddering breath as more of him is swallowed down into her heat.
The hand that remains on the chair is gripping it so tight that there's a soft sound of the fabric being stretched to its limit.]
Sorry. [He apologizes anyway with a small, desperate sounding grunt as his legs shake from restraint.] I'll be good.
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But she doesn't. His entire body remains tense as she descends on him again, pillows the underside of his cock with her tongue and he takes in a sharp, shuddering breath as more of him is swallowed down into her heat.
The hand that remains on the chair is gripping it so tight that there's a soft sound of the fabric being stretched to its limit.]
Sorry. [He apologizes anyway with a small, desperate sounding grunt as his legs shake from restraint.] I'll be good.